The contradiction - the contradiction that pierces anything and the shield that prevents everything, what happens if these two collide?
to the conclusion that, for the most part, both can be crushed together. But at the same time, in many cases, it is rarely even mentioned to the user.
But - there is no doubt that the quality of the user can be an important element in shaping the outcome in these cases where there are users, whether in contradiction or shield, who make sense for the first time.
And it was manifested as it were in the battle between Akechi and Satoru.
Satoru's heartbreaking long sword made Satoru's thoughts the strongest spear to penetrate anything with that belief culminating.
Akechi, on the other hand, had the strongest shield against any attack: the perfect barrier.
Moreover, in the case of Akechi, the original status was also high, and the level difference from Satoru was too historical.
Simply looking at the status of the user, the victory would have been unshakeable for Akechi.
However, the quality of the user is not determined solely by the numerical values on the status.
Satoru tried to identify the situation, set the stage and desperately grab the victory, even if it smelled muddy, in an attempt to overshadow the overwhelming difference.
Akechi, on the other hand, was chronic about his status, showed no seriousness whatsoever, and took his opponent lightly all the time.
The result is a decisive difference between Satoru, who became desperate to take advantage of the strongest spear, and Akechi, who overconfidently believed in the power of the strongest shield and became just a way to fight relying on it -
Satoru had certainty. I'm sure I said I could break this Akechi barrier.
That didn't mean anything vague, unfounded confidence.
The deciding factor was the first blow that blew Akechi away. To listen to Nagare, Akechi will be wearing a barrier already at that point.
But despite that, Akechi was blown away so big. That was nothing more than proof that Satoru's sword trident effect appeared, though that meant it didn't lead to damage.
In Akechi's act? It was also conceived of the possibility that if you were a prized person as much as Akechi, you wouldn't blow up so flashy no matter how much acting.
But still, there was a huge opening in the status difference with Akechi, and I can tell you that where he just kept attacking the dark clouds, he was unlikely to break the Akechi barrier.
But that's why Satoru came up with a measure that he said would only concentrate on one point with the Akechi barrier. Of course it could have been suspicious if we continued to aim only at one point openly, so many sword triumphs, however, concentrate on one point while weaving false attacks as well.
The big thing for Satoru was that the way Akechi fought clearly changed - that is, it would have been easier to strike thanks to the fact that he left the defense entirely at the mercy of the barrier.
Of course, Akechi's attacks increased in intensity, but it also did not lead to significant damage because it fully exploited the power of the senses, and because it did not sharpen the entire nerve.
But it was nevertheless Akechi, who had forcefully screwed a wide range of skills in effect - even he had guessed, Satoru exploited that blow in reverse and slammed a full blow of momentum and weight from the ceiling into Akechi.
But - still, the barrier doesn't break, and he gets his left arm skipped by Akechi's counter-attack, which reneged on his promise.
Heavy pain hit Satoru. It even seems to dim in front of me for a moment - but Satoru did admit it then.
There is a slight but definite breakdown in the barrier of Akechi. That's why Satoru immediately restated his heartbeat sword in his right hand, releasing his faith, with his thoughts, a special thrust.
I'll definitely take this man down here! When that desperate thought rode the blade, Satoru's sword sublimated to a spear that pierced anything.
The strongest shield that had already begun to see the debacle and the strongest spear that was desperately polished and polished - the result is more obvious than seeing the fire….
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Consequences Acetchi accidentally turns to himself, acknowledging the barriers broken by Satoru's beliefs and screaming pitifully.
At that moment, something passed Akechi's cheek. The cutting sound of spa rang in both ears - and Satoru's body fell forward, leaving the momentum to unleash the thrust.
Because of the loss of one arm, Satoru didn't balance well, and he rolled the ground and slept on his back.
The complexion was bad and his breath was disturbed. It's a blow I let loose my left arm but ready to throw myself away. Therefore, physically and mentally exhausted, full of creativity and so on.
Akechi, on the other hand, was also disturbing his breath. Shoulders wide up and down, his face down, and his expression was completely drawn. It would be the effect of witnessing the fear of death.
But I was fortunate to have that fear in a way. Unexpectedly, conditionally reflexively, as a result of turning away, he was able to escape death.
But - Akechi notices, dyeing the floor with potatoes, in that red. Dropping off your right cheek, on a zhu Shizuku.
It was blood. Blood that runs off from being cut off cheeks thoroughly.
Plus Wana Wana and Akechi trembled, and her face was severely distorted from anger.
"This, me, my wounds, my parents, I've never beaten you before, perfect, on my body, on my body! On the face, on the face! No dirt. To my beautifully flesh, whoa, whoa, whoa!
He exasperated, shouted, looked up to heaven, and barked at his impulse as if he had encountered a blue sky thunderbolt.
"How are you! Foolish, lowly, nothing but the world's dust and mustard, with less than pests of garbage bugs! How dare you? Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
He exclaimed, standing before Satoru, who was unable to rise while falling, and Akechi shook up the holy sword in his hand.
"Your deeds deserve to die! Satoru, this is me again! I will hand down my judgment in the name of justice! Death penalty without question! It's beheading. - Whoa!
I give you a selfish verdict, and Akechi waves that sword down in the shape of a ghost.
Satoru no longer has the power to avoid it - as a result, the swung blade - cut the sky brilliantly (...).
"- Well done, Sator-kun, no, Satoru (...)"
Akechi looks around with Kyorokyoro and finds out where Satoru moved in Nagare's voice.
Yes, Satoru was sometime held in Nagare's hands and transported under Bitchet and Mai, who were about ten steps ahead with Akechi's legs.
"Sator-kun! Satoru-kun! No, no, no, no, no."
"... Calm down, Mai"
Satoru is quietly put to sleep on the floor, but Mai disturbed when he saw Satoru again, who lost his left arm.
Bitchet can forgive her for that.
"Ki, you! What the hell are you doing? I'm the one who put the death penalty on that inferior creature! You perfect me! I, the king of the world, have made up my mind! Just give me that garbage! I feel like I'm gonna have to tear you apart right now."
"Just keep your mouth shut for a little while -"
Nagare only rounded his face and warned him against Akechi. At that moment, unpleasant pressure bound Akechi's body and spirit.
Ga, Ha, and hyperventilation developed due to the heavy pressure I got off on myself.
At that moment, I did freeze when I was an asshole.
"Hey, Mr. Nagare, me, me..."
And then Satoru talks to Nagare in some hazy way.
Don't talk to me! and Mai tries to stop it, but Bitchet takes its arm and stills it closer.
"I thought it would arrive, that I could take it down, and I thought - no, it was. Corner, from Mr. Nagare, I kept this sword, but I wasted it. It didn't arrive, my sword, to him, to Akechi..."
From remorse or tears seep into Satoru's eyes. Is that from the sadness of not being able to take revenge, or from the rudeness of not being able to take advantage of the weapons we received from Nagare?
But towards Satoru like that, Nagare answers with a serious eye.
"What are you talking about, Satoru, your blade has definitely reached that man. I can't believe I wasted it, that's never happened."
To the words of Nagare, the colour of relief in the expression of no heart or Satoru - and.
"Mr. Nagare, I have a favor to ask you. Maybe I'm not the only one who can ask for that asshole instead of me, but he's the only one! But I'm sorry, but I'm still too immature."
"... are you sure you want to accept my request?
Satoru appeals to Nagare. Plead.
Then Nagare asks, and Mai rounds her eyes.
"But if it's a request, you need to decide on the reward."
"Hey! Nagare, what are you going to say at a time like this!
Mai raised her voice of protest at Nagare, who held her jaw and fired for something.
"... I'm watching you"
But bitches urging me to calm down like that. But Mai shows an unconvincing face.
"Well, okay, if there's any reward I can get you."
"Of course, I'm not going to say I can't. Because the reward I want you to have is how you feel about living."
"... Huh?
"From what I heard earlier, it's like I'm dying now, so I'm in trouble even though they decided to live around the corner. You still have something to live for, so I won't allow you to die like this. So, is that okay?
To Nagare's inquiry, both Mai and Satoru round their eyes.
And...
"... Ha, there you go. Really, Mr. Nagare, it's too harsh, but, okay, I got it, and then..."
Satoru smiled powerlessly, slowly closing his eyelid, and stayed, unconscious.
"Huh? You're lying, I don't like that, Satoru, Satoru!
Mai leans in like he was bounced by such a sattle and spills large tears in tears.
Satoru's expression is very peaceful.
"... bad where you're soaking, but Satoru's still alive"
"... Huh?
To Bitchet's voice, Mai looks up and sees her. Huh? Really? and although I can see a little confusion.
"You just made a promise. I lost my mind, but my life has nothing else to say."
"Huh? So, but! But my arm! My arm's broken! We have to do something fast!
"... look closely, it's already stuck"
"- Yes?"
To Bitchet's scratch, baffling Mai. But when she turned her attention, Satoru's left arm did return to its original at some point.
"Huh!? Huh! What is this! What do you mean?"
"... calm down, there's only one person in this room who can do that right now"
And Hitachi Bitchet looked at Nagare, and Mai also turned his stunned expression to Nagare.
"Now, will you fulfill the request? And his arms are on for once, but he's tired, and there are many fine scratches, so ask Rosa to treat him when he rushes back."
"... ok, I'll take care of it later"
When Bitchet answers, Nagare smiles, and rises.
"Hey, Nagare! I'm sorry I lost my head earlier...... and I got rid of that one!
When Mai complained on Nagare's back, he raised his hand and answered it.
And when Nagare finally shows up before Akechi, Akechi finally regains his sanity too.
"Come on, ha! Ha! Ha! Damn it! What the hell!
Akechi holds his chest and raises his voice.
And he admitted Nagare and corrected his posture.
"... heh, heh. Apparently, what I did disturbed me a little too much. Totally embarrassing."
I think I'm going to tell you that. Apparently, he doesn't even think Nagare has anything to do with what happened to him.
"And you like it, too, don't you?"
"... I like it, am I?
"Yes. 'Cause I can't believe you asked me for that loser. Well, I know wild dogs are perfect for each other, licking wounds, but I can't believe you're trying to set up such a reckless fight for a loser like that, except from me."
"... Satoru is the loser?
Again Nagare asks against Akechi, who speaks to him.
Then he snarls his nose and puts his hair up, and Akechi answers just saying it's natural.
"You're a loser. Revenge on me. What a great thing to say, what I ended up doing was scratching my cheek. Well, to be honest, I'm not even angry at you, but if you think about it, I can heal a lot of wounds. You see, this street."
Akechi puts his hand on his right cheek and states it well. Then the bleeding did (...) subside.
"I mean, that's the thing. Satoru's idiot was a fool who didn't understand how big a difference he might make in my power after all. My family won't be rewarded, either, you know..."
"Are you..."
Nagare overlapped the words so as to stop the sloppy Akechi on track.
"I promised Satoru this first. I only grab my left hand, I only use poking moves. The level drops to one percent, and then drops to five percent."
"... what's wrong with that? Play with that stuff."
"But when you realized Satoru was growing in battle, you mentioned that you had an excuse and raised the level. Even more dangerous, this time he began to defend himself with a sword, raising the levels one after the other. And on top of that, they even put barriers together as insurance."
"... what do you want?
Akechi asking, but Nagare goes on to say more.
"Satoru, on the other hand, did not complain about a single thing, but overcame weaknesses in the battle, and dared to challenge you to narrow the difference, trying to change the course and limitations in a convenient direction."
"... shut up and shut the fuck up"
Mouth as commanded. But it won't stop.
"Satoru, knowing the existence of the barrier that you were letting unfold, did not give up, turned his thoughts around to break it, and eventually sacrificed his left arm without breaking his feelings, the blow he unleashed, ready to die, broke the barrier, and -"
Talking that far, Nagare's fingers are pointed at Akechi's cheek.
"The wound, yes, left an indelible wound on your face"
Guru, and Akechi, regrettably, bit his back teeth, and shouted.
"You're telling me to shut up! Mostly, what's a lifetime of indelible wounds! I told you earlier! You weren't listening! This much wound, this much wound on me..."
Akechi's hand touched his right cheek, which would have healed the wound, as he lined up his words to deny Nagare.
So I notice, and I'm stunned. The wound, which was deeply chopped, was clearly left on its cheek without healing.
"I didn't disappear. That's the wound Satoru put on with the thought of death. That's all the strong thoughts in that sword trident had in it, faith. That can't be gone. There's no way to disappear and say it. That wound is a sign of your defeat."
"Defeat, you say? You think I'm defeated? Don't be ridiculous! This is the last time I was standing! There's no way I'm losing to such a pest!
"You've decided to lose!
But Mai shook up her voice and sued for Akechi, not trying to admit her loss.
"Yes! Lose! Akechi, you lose! Satoru-kun won! Satoru-kun!
"- Kuck, the pig..."
"... whoever sees it, Akechi, your loss, I can't believe you don't know that, pity through the ungodly"
"Nah, come on, even you."
Akechi opened his eyes and gripped his fist firmly. I guess natural and emotional changes are on the table.
"... that's the thing, now you know, right?
"Hey, what's up! Don't be ridiculous! I'm not losing! I'm the one who won! If only you could get in your way, that loser's neck..."
The appearance of Nagare fluttered and disappeared from Akechi's sight.
Huh? And at that moment when I was upset, there was a figure of Nagare in front of me.
Pay for those legs that fight a little, grab a big spinning Akechi face, slap him to the ground - Nagare says it off.
"You're the loser (...), Justice Akechi"